Daily observations at or near Two Dot Spot, written by hand on the backs of postcards that record with ink and coffee a few minutes of the earth's orbit around the sun. The cards are physically mailed from Two Dot, Montana to those who have requested them...local to local. Ruth Marie Tomlinson
A few cumulus clouds, puffy like a child’s drawing, are grey nearly violet in this predawn light with their undersides glowing like hot plates. At the edge of the horizon there are a few white-hot 500-watt clouds announcing the sun nearly ready to crest the hill. And... there it is at 5:33, that lucky old ball of fire blasting over the horizon; a sliver to round in less than a minute. All the pink is gone the sky is blue and the day is at hand.